Putting two-day-old underwear on, inside out. Leaving the house with feta in your eyebrows and lipstick on your teeth. Spending your days with twelve too many empty coffee cups on your desk. Eating melted gelato and your kid’s teething stick you found on the floor for lunch at a quarter past four. Spending the entire week squeezing mayonnaise onto your toothbrush and trying to start your car with your leftover toast.
The process of raising capital for my tech startup Collabosaurus has been eye-opening in more ways than one. Not only is it a brisk shove into a new perspective, it has really been a process that’s forced me to take stock of how far we’ve come.
I like wine. Like, a lot. The guy at the bottle-o up the road is a sweet man, but he doesn’t understand me. Every time I go in there I grab the exact same bottle of Argentinian Malbec. Every time, he tries to sell me something new. Every. Time. He says, “Oh we’ve got this new Malbec in, you really must give it a go” and then he bangs on about fruity aromas, long legs, cherry notes and hints of burnt toast.
Sometimes in life, you step in dog poo. And then sometimes in life, you stumble across a 5 dollar note laying next to the dog poo. This week, I’ve had the 5 dollar note kinda week. I’ve sailed through, made it to Friday alive and felt like I’ve simultaneously got shit done, AND had a smile on my dial. Bonza.
The world is full of people who can wax lyrical about why they are so #blessed and #grateful to work for themselves. And on most days, I couldn’t agree more. I love my business! Most days. Then, of course, there are those other days.
Imagine selling your business for a casual $22 million? What would you do with that much money? Me? Oh, I would for sure blow it on the fancy things, you know those sheets that have about a 50 bajillion thread count and imported straight from the Egyptian pyramids with Cleopatra’s blessing?
Now, we can all nod our heads in agreeance that we’ve all heard of the acronym ‘SEO’, and we also know that the better your site’s SEO the easier it is for your audience to find you. Sounds simple enough, but if you’re a newbie in the online space then moving up the ranks in Google is no easy feat, but lucky for you, we’ve teamed up with the legends at Web Refresh to give us a rundown on the simple things you can do attract more traffic to your site.
I read this book as I traversed Highway 1 from Southern California, right up to Yosemite. What. A. Dream. When I flick through the pages, I’m transported to the ultimate cruise-fest of winding roads that weave their way along coast-hugging cliffs and through deep-untouched forests, to the soundtrack of Fleetwood Mac blasting through the speakers of my dodgy hire car.
I dropped out of uni at the age of 22, with zero degree, zero savings and zero experience. A little spark flared up inside of me that shouted, “Let’s start a design business!”. Before the rational side of my brain had a chance to frame up its cunning rebuttal, my automatic response was, without even thinking, “YES! Great idea!”. I was starring in my own Herbal Essence commercial, cheesy smile and slow motion hair flick included.
Whether you’re leaving the very safe and cosy nest that is your day job or earning a little extra cashola outside of your nine-to-five, Felicity Farncomb, our bloody brilliant Senior Designer, and all-round creative gem (seriously this girl oozes creativity!), is giving you her tried and tested advice when it comes to the world of freelance. Flick’s been there, done that and still doing it, all the while holding down a full-time gig and maintaining happy home life.
This post was written by the lovely Mercy Wolf (meditation teacher and life coach). Did you ever see the movie Wild? It’s the true story of writer Cheryl Strayed – played by Reese Witherspoon – who hikes the 4600 km Pacific Crest Trail on the west coast of America? My idea of heaven!!
There is a framed motivational poster hanging in the reception of the dentist. It reads, ‘Being positive in a negative situation is not naive. It’s leadership.’, in what looks like Lucida Calligraphy script, a font from my primary school heyday that I can’t help but look back with deep-seeded regret and disgust.
My first thought — Juicy! No, I’m not talking about that horrid clothing label circa early 2000s when for some ungodly reason the people of LA couldn’t get enough diamontes, candy pink and fake gold bling to satiate their cravings.
You know that saying, “you can’t see the forest through for the trees”? Well, same goes for business, except it’s more like you can’t see the Friday night rosé over the metaphorical mountain of unread emails lurking in your inbox. To a degree we love it, we need to be needed and feel the rush that a […]
Shitty days bite you in the butt when you least expect it. You know those days? The ones where you somehow manage to sprinkle salt on your cereal, you can’t find that pesky right sock, you spill your coffee all over your phone and you arrive at work only to realise it’s Saturday?